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by John Bowlby Jan 12, 2006 category : Life, society / other
I look outside, For the snow, Eyes open wide, Where'd it go? There's a flake, From the sky, "For goodness sake!" To mom I cry. "It's snowing, it's snowing! Can I go play?" "Bundle up, wind's blowing!" Said mom today. I run out the door, Bundled up warm, Caring no more, In the snowstorm. I lie down, Making an angel, Looking at the town, Oh so peaceful. Everything still, Snow falls gently, On every windowsill, I watch it intently. Time to come in, Mother is calling, I come with a grin, Snow keeps falling. I take off my attire, Getting warm, Sitting by the fire, Out of the storm Sitting by the blaze, Mom brings hot chocolate, These are the days, I'll never forget.
by Cady Amato
Aww i really like this one!!!!!